Inspired Writings

It's been a while since I updated anything on this blog yet. The reason for this has to be because writing a paper has always been my way with writing. I was listening to one of the songs on my playlist called "Breakeven" by the Script. It's one of my favorite songs and when I heard it, my blog automatically popped in my head, because that is the first song that plays when people open up my page. I never abandoned this sight because no matter how much I choose to neglect it, it's something of my own that I can share with the world. Not that I haven't found time for this, but with my diary as well. My life grows busier day by day. I have sports, lots of homework(not a good mix) and I end up never allowing time with my family. Another disadvantage is that i'm slow. I really don't want to put myself down anymore, cause lately, that's all I do. If I fail, I am hard on myself, like most people. But I tell myself, "you'll come around, look how...

I want to do something fun. I want to go somewhere with a group of friends, leaving all uncomfort and ockwardness behind and just go on a beach listening to the waves and playing sports in the warm sand. I miss those days when I was young, and all the kids in the neighborhood would come out, usually on a spring evening, and we played everything our minds would carry us out to. It didn't matter who you were, where you came from, or who your parents were. Because no kid cared about that stuff. They just wanted to have fun and play a game of kickball or something. When I was young, "not included" wasn't real. Everybody was involved in the game. Well, if they wanted to play. Maybe things have changed for me because i just grew up. And so did the kids i used to hang out with. Things gradually changed. Boys had cooties one second, and they were attractive the next. Disney isn't really disney anymore. It's more like throwing actors/actresses into a television show an...

This is to all the many Father's in the world, including mine. Father's are there when you need a hand They catch you when you fall They make the good times stay And make the bad times go away They protect you from the monsters under the bed And give a goodnight kiss to your forehead Working so food is there And so you have something to wear When you don't have a friend Your dad is there till the end HE will do anything for you And will help you follow your dreams so that they can come true.. And the reason why father's do these things?? Because they love you. I love you dad, and I'm proud of what you are doing to serve this country. You have been there most of my life and even if we are far apart, you will always stay in my heart. Thanks for caring! And thank-you Dave for everything you have done for Briana and I. You have always put a smile on our faces. Your a great dad, and I'm glad for your love and care for us. Love u!

Hey Everyone! I would like to tell you a little bit about where the inspiration came from to start this blog. Since I was a young girl, I've always loved to read. Even if reading was considered flipping through the pages of a picture book and describing it in my own toddler words. Whatever it was, having a book in my hands was a very special thing. My mom read to my sister and I a lot, so i guess i kind of got in the habit of doing it and then it became one of my hobbies later on. To this day, i still love to read. But now, as i have more and more trials, I have turned to writing for support. When i record my emotions on paper, I've removed it almost completely from my mind. So, then i feel relieved , and i can laugh it off later when i look back on those journal entries. Now, i experiment with so many words and i read more often to improve my vocabulary so that one day, i will fulfill my dream to be a writer. The reason for this blog is because I can write more entries, keep t...